Friday, August 8, 2008

The Measure of Manhood

I walked into the gym. Surrounded by what looked to be a collection of NZ's finest troglodytes, my testosterone levels rose accordingly. I got to the bench press and felt finally I'm home. Although my past efforts on this lift have been nothing short of girlish, I decided to put the past behind me and to do what every other red blooded male does when they workout (and nothing else)...